Kyle watched the clash for a long while, amusement tugging at his lips—until the space around him began to tremble. The countless golden sand particles stopped struggling against the ice. Instead, they turned their focus to his Celestial Lake.
It seemed they had finally realized that battling the cold essence without making any progress was steadily eating away at their power. At this rate, they would never overpower the relentless cold essence.
So it was better to change targets.
Kyle's eyes narrowed dangerously, their green glow tracking the sand particles as they surged upward, then spread outward before cascading down like a shimmering tide of golden grains, trying to engulf the entire space holding the Celestial Lake.
Whenever those particles touched, the space stilled, and time itself paused. The cold essence attempted to stop them, but the ice could not extend far before being rendered immobile by the stilled time.
